So, those two jobs that I had in the works last week… well they are gone.
One job didn’t hire me because I had two moving violations in too close of time frame for them.
The other… the other… I didn’t pass my drug test.
I feel horrible, but then again I feel like there is nothing I can do. Smoking weed helps me relieve all my ailments from this disease.
Is that a cope out?
Well FUCK if it is and FUCK if its not. I use it, and will continue to use it until I get seen by a doctor. When I have insurance in Sept.
So where am I now? I had a nice miracle happen to me yesterday. I went to this local coffee shop yesterday morning. My good friend Nicholas works there and they just so happened to be losing two people. Nicholas told his manager I need a job and I think I might be HIRED! Its only 7.25, but it will probably be more than 40 hours around a while, but I DON’T CARE! i need this.
I am still stressed out of my ass, but I don’t think for me that will ever go away..
I’m just glad to be getting out of this house, out of my mind, and back into the world. Hopefully this time it will be different.